Yung hunner be counting up green if you was a lame you ain't on my team Im smoking this ganja Im leaning in dreams this a new day this a new play Im tryna get paid you tryna get laid fuck thw color of law bitch im feeling gray you say you a demon well Im finna pray pray to the flex gods I don't be flexin I just be finding my way but Its the always right just like the yella brick road finna take a bite out a yella bone hoe if Im smoking it ain't reggie this og silly hoe got some ice I got some sheets that lil bitch she fo the streets bitch can catch the bus home ain't got room for fools yea bitch I got all the tools but I can't fix you booma grab that boy a tissue